Today my life Begins

Chapter 19

The next few weeks passed blissfully happy in the Hernandez household. Bruno spent most of his time at the rehearsal space they had rented, preparing for his Moonshine Jungle Tour which was about to kick off in June. He'd often be out for 12 hours a day, everyone who knew him, knew he was a perfectionist so rehearsals were often gruelling and tiresome. He tended to go over things again and again to make sure everything was perfect for his fans. "Eric man you missed that beat, let's try it one more time, just to be sure" Bruno spoke loudly trying to be heard above the din his band mates were currently making. The loud voices of the band continued, Bruno gave a loud sigh and banged on the mic, still the noise went on. "Will you all shut the fuck up" he yelled into the mic, suddenly it went deathly quiet and all eyes were on him. "Thank you, now as I was saying Eric you missed a beat, Kam you messed up some of the steps on the routine and Jam a couple of your notes were off". They all looked at him in disbelief, he was being extra picky today. "Positions and let's get this right this time", he motioned to Jam and Eric who both started the intro to Treasure again, "One, two,... one, two, three, four" he stepped forward and began singing "Pretty girl, pretty girl, pretty girl, you should be smiling", needless to say the whole number went off perfectly. "And I thank you", he laughed taking a bow. The band let a huge sigh of relief, thankful that they had got it on point. "Thank fuck for that" sighed Phred "It's only the sixth fucking time we've run through it".

Bruno hopped off the small stage and flopped down on the tatty brown leather sofa, letting out a sigh as his body slumped into the soft cushions. Phil grabbed a water from the fridge and threw a bottle to Bruno who caught it mid air. He sat down next to Bruno and after taking a huge swig from the water bottle nudged Bruno's leg. "So man what's up?" taking another gulp he waited for Bruno to answer. Bruno took another drink "I think I'm just stressed, you know this tour, it's huge man and then Kiki's gonna be away for a whole goddamn week for that fashion thing in New York.... Meh I'll get over it" he sighed and took on more liquid. "B don't take this the wrong way but you gotta ease up a bit on the guys, they're working they're butts off, and um.... all you do is yell at them". Bruno knew he was being hard and he really didn't mean to be, but deep down he was worrying about the tour. He turned to Phil who was his best friend and confidante " I know, I know I'll speak to them before we leave". Phil patted Bruno's knee " See that's the B I know". Bruno laughed "Jesus man y'all think I'm some kinda monster". "Well ya do get a bit manic where work's concerned" laughed Phil.

Bruno did speak to the guys apologising for being a work demon and pushing them so hard. They all agreed that he needed to chill and slow down just a little or he'd burn himself and them out before they'd even hit the road. By the time they'd packed up all they're gear and left the rehearsal space looking relatively tidy it was well passed 1am, everyone said they're goodbyes and left for their respective homes.

While Bruno had been running himself ragged during rehearsals Kiana had also been working her cute little butt off. She had been running back and forth to the huge offices that housed the fashion company she was 2nd in command at, trying to get things finalised for a major fashion show coming up. She'd been arranging haulage companies to safely transport the hundreds of items of clothing, shoes and accessories that had to arrive in New York safely. She'd spent hours on her laptop arranging flights and hotels for herself, her boss and the 50 or so staff and models that would be involved in the show. She sat in the small office at home tapping away on her laptop, she was currently preparing snippets of music that were to be used during the show. " And done" she said out loud as she stretched up cracking her back slightly as she did. That was the last piece of music sorted she closed down her laptop and closed the lid. Shuffling a huge stack of papers to her left and tucking them inside one of the many files that were spread across the desk, she stretched again and pushed herself up from the desk. Grabbing the half full cup of cold coffee, she made her way to the kitchen to pour herself a fresh cup. Her mind was a mishmash of thoughts everything from what jewellery went with which outfit to the fact that her stomach was growling uncontrollably from hunger. She poured yet another cup of hot coffee and grabbed a croissant from the bag on the counter, and made her way to the lounge.